I linger a little longer than I should
Unsure what I am waiting for
But it’s not
Quite done
I look around, searching for
Something
But only find
Nothing
Is it fear that keeps my feet rooted in place
A place I don’t even want to be?
The urge to leave and run is strong
And yet
I glance again
Linger
Still empty
This really, really speaks to me. Thank you for sharing.